Rancid:1998

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“1998”
Artist: Rancid
Albums: Life Won't Wait (1998)
Composers: Armstrong/Pyro

White Stones, Queens, 1974
Fathers talking shit, motherfucker slam the door
Hittin' the streets runnin' cannot take it any more
In the reins of the trains I cuddle on the floor

Well, the park bench, door and sleeping in the rain
Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery
Set yourself up from innocence to misery
Oh if this is what you want not the way of what they fuckin' say

Hangin' out with Sid yet again in the USA
Hey, Sidney Sidney in the USA

Lower east side 1976
Who's got the dope and who's turning tricks?
Should I call a user all for a fix?
Rippen off some lady just to avoid from gettin' sick

But a life runs low when you got no where to go
What the fuck happens to your soul when your low
Is he comin' over is he coming home
Oh momma's disappointed waiting by the phone

Yeah, hangin' out with Sid yet again in the USA
Hey, Sidney Sidney in the USA

Yeah, same fuckin' shit 1998
Lifting bait, and by the fuckers that he hates
Hit some fuckin' people by the Kennedy strait
Who's got the bag gonna seal his fate?

Well the park bench, door and sleeping here for free
Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery
Set yourself up for manifested misery
Well this is what you want not the way they fuckin' say

Yeah, hangin' out with Sid yet again in the USA
Hey, Sidney Sidney in the USA